There is an unwritten rule in Yihuashe, which is to assign numbers to the tea you drink.

People who don’t often drink tea here find this classification novel and down-to-earth.

The doorway is an inside story that the regulars are all too familiar with.

Located at the entrance and exit of Mincheng, most of the people passing by are miscellaneous guests. Over time, Yihuashe has become different from other teahouses. It is unique and has become a cultural testimony of Mincheng.

The reason why Qiao Zixiao has been coming here all the time is because the tea culture here can be deeply ingrained in his memory.

Unlike other teahouses that are casual, just by calling a number here, acquaintances will become more familiar. People who gather here to drink tea, whether they are acquaintances or not, can chat in this atmosphere.

In this way, Yihuashe's other identity becomes more and more obvious.

Rather than saying it is a teahouse, it is better to say that it provides a leisurely outdoor home for the elders of Mincheng.

The shopkeeper is a man in his forties named Gu Chenghua.

People who often drink tea here give a thumbs up whenever the name is mentioned.

It’s not that the shopkeepers are good at making money, but because Lao Gu’s reputation is clean, and the ancient tea ceremony method in Mincheng has made many Mincheng people feel that it is rare to have feelings in luxury.

Perhaps it is this relatively transparent yet complicated family consciousness that has turned it into a teahouse that locals love to visit.

"Come on, sir, tea will be served after a while!"

The fat waiter's face was red and full of enthusiasm, but the first thing he brought was a bowl of clear soup and noodles.

Qiao Zixiao was familiar with this water because he had a bowl of humane water before drinking tea in the morning, but what puzzled him was that he had not interacted with anyone since he came in. It stands to reason that this kind of hospitality is only reserved for regular customers.

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His vigilant nerves immediately sensed that something was wrong. He wanted to pretend to be an outsider and deliberately find a way to avoid unnecessary trouble when he came in. But if he did this, the diners drinking morning tea would definitely cast curious glances.

Simply, he dismissed the waiter out of confusion, and then quietly observed the situation in the teahouse.

Most of the people drinking tea at this time were people who had arranged to drive horses or go to the countryside to do business. They were all preparing for the harvest and would not look around at anyone else.

"Sir, the tea you requested is here, please take it easy!"

A pot of water was boiled, and the fat waiter once again enthusiastically brought hot flower tea. Just when Qiao Zixiao was about to use the tea, the waiter showed a clear smile and said softly: "Your Majesty, please use it slowly!"

Zi Xiao's heart tightened, and the tea he just picked up stopped at his mouth and shook out a quarter of the water.

"Boy, stop."

"Forehead…"

The fat waiter suddenly stopped without realizing it. As soon as he turned around, he was met by a pair of eyes that seemed to be about to eat someone.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a waiter here?"

When asked, he moved his fat body and straightened up calmly, raised his thumb and pretended to be calm: "I am a famous person in the store. If the customer doesn't believe it, he will go check it out. Gu.

The shopkeeper asked me to bring you some water with the tea I brought you, so I thought you were just an old acquaintance of the shopkeeper!"

"Shopkeeper Gu?" As the saying goes, it's good to know someone well, but this so-called teahouse shopkeeper, Qiao Zixiao, has only been heard of and not yet familiar with him.

When the waiter saw that this person was packed tightly and had an empty sleeve, he looked like he had a lot of background.

After the waiter left, he thoughtfully picked up the tea and was about to put it into his mouth when he suddenly noticed black mist leaking from the tea bag in the bowl.

He immediately shouted in his heart that it was bad!

But at this moment, the teahouse was full of diners, so he took a chopstick from the table and stirred up the tea bags in the bowl. When the people around him were not paying attention, he opened the tea bags with his index finger.

Got the point right.

A small note was stuffed into the tea bag. The handwriting had been blurred by the tea, but you could still see the words written on the note: Leave as soon as you finish eating.

"Leave immediately after eating..." When he saw these words, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, because at this moment he could sense that a pair of eyes in a corner had recognized him.

Although there are hints, this is Mincheng, and the Wushetang family is the only one. Who dares to go against Wushetang?

The first thing now is to get away from those eyes. I don't know what force is behind those eyes. If it is Wu Shetang, then starting from today, the plan to be made will be even more difficult.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zixiao was in trouble. The bowl of hot flower tea didn't taste like it originally tasted.

Half an hour later, the teahouse became more lively, and he accidentally saw a familiar figure among the guests.

"Why is he here too?"

The person who arrived was none other than Long Xihe, with his right-hand thugs Liang Chuan and Hewa on his left and right. When the waiters in the teahouse saw that the master of Xihe Hall was arriving, they immediately bowed to greet him.

"Here comes the deacon, come on, please come in! Please come in!"

Sure enough, the people of Wu She Tang are still "respected" by people in Mincheng.

What he saw at that time made Qiao Zixiao blush a little because of people's perception of Wu She Tang.

The next scene shocked Qiao Zixiao.

Long Xihe had a straight face and paid no attention to the people in the teahouse. The thugs on the left and right looked around the hall with fierce eyes.

"Did you bring the tea yourself?"

"Hey, yes, yes, it's our goods from Guandao!"

The head waiter in the teahouse was a simple and honest middle-aged man. While answering the questions, he took some new tea from the samples in front of the cabinet and gave it to them.

Unexpectedly, Long Xihe didn't answer the questions he asked during this trip. He brushed the waiter aside with one hand and walked straight to the corner of the escalator.

At this moment, he was only two or three steps away from Qiao Zixiao. Qiao Zixiao knew very well what kind of person Long Xihe was. To find him here today, he must have heard something.

"Come out, where do you think there are thieves selling tea?"

Sure enough, a sneaky person was summoned outside the door.

Isn't this the fat waiter just now?

Qiao Zixiao almost screamed.

There was an uproar in the teahouse.

In full view of everyone, his two goons immediately sealed the teahouse door and took out two axes.

Suddenly, the teahouse became quiet. Long Xihe turned around leisurely and stared at the fat waiter coldly. Suddenly he chuckled, pinched the waiter's cheek and said: "Now point out the person obediently, Wu Shetang has clear rewards and punishments!"

After receiving the order, the waiter walked towards Qiao Zixiao's table. Every time he took a step forward, he would cautiously glance at the people at the table.

Thinking that he had reached the end and had to use his strength, Qiao Zixiao secretly used the strength of his feet. Once this person came forward, he had to react as quickly as possible!

"Oh! It's the deacon who is here. Gu is rude!"

Suddenly, the voice of the teahouse owner Gu Chenghua came from upstairs. Long Xihe suddenly raised his head and saw that Gu Chenghua was slowly coming down the stairs with a cattail fan and the same person.

When he saw Long Xihe, he clasped his fists in courtesy, then deliberately pretended to be panic and pointed at his two men with a cattail leaf fan and said: "This...this...how can I trouble Xihetang with this matter of apprehending thieves?"
Chapter completed!